#118.

Im Ha-yoon’s eyelids slowly opened. As the morning sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, caressing her face, she heard a low, soft voice in her ear. Park Joon-ho, sitting on the edge of the bed and talking on the phone, came into view.

Im Ha-yoon listened to his voice with her eyes closed. The way he was conversing in a tone more affectionate and loving than the words he had whispered in her ear last night, made a corner of her heart ache heavily.

,It must be his wife…’

Im Ha-yoon opened her eyes slightly, and at that moment, her eyes met Park Joon-ho’s. He put a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet, and then naturally headed to the living room.

“Yeah, honey. I’ll be there soon…”

As his voice faded away, Im Ha-yoon slowly sat up. The cold reality, sharper and more ruthless than the cold air touching her bare skin, pierced her heart. She would never hear the word ‘honey’, at least not from Park Joon-ho’s lips.

Biting her lip and feeling the bitter taste lingering on her tongue, Im Ha-yoon slowly got up and headed to the bathroom. With each step on the cold floor with her bare feet, she felt the weight of reality being transmitted throughout her body. The moment she closed the bathroom door, something hot flowed from her eyes, but she quickly wiped away the tears and looked at herself in the mirror.

,This is what I chose…’

With a deep sigh, she turned on the shower. The cold water soaked her body, but no amount of water could wash away the bitterness that had settled deep within her heart. Amidst the sound of water filling the bathroom, Im Ha-yoon struggled to accept her choice and its consequences, but she had to face the pain and regret that would not go away.

Im Ha-yoon tidied her clothes one last time in front of the mirror and went out to the living room. Park Joon-ho was sitting on the sofa. The phone in his hand was dark, as if the call had already ended, and his deep eyes slowly scanned Im Ha-yoon’s figure.

“Are you leaving already?” Park Joon-ho’s voice was tinged with regret. At those words, Im Ha-yoon bit her lip slightly and replied.

“It would look strange if we went to work together. Someone might see us…”

At her words, Park Joon-ho smiled and strode over. His strong hand wrapped around Im Ha-yoon’s slender waist, and he gently pressed his lips to hers. Im Ha-yoon hesitated for a moment, but soon leaned into his firm embrace. His scent and warmth enveloped her.

A sweet yet bittersweet feeling filled Im Ha-yoon’s heart. Happiness and guilt, passion and regret, swirled together, creating a complex vortex of emotions. For that moment, she forgot everything and fell into the kiss. It was as if everything in the world had stopped.

Breaking the kiss, Park Joon-ho whispered in her ear. “I’ll see you at the office later.”

Im Ha-yoon nodded silently. She said goodbye, looking into his deep eyes, but she couldn’t hide the complex emotions contained in those eyes. It was as if her heart, filled with love and anxiety, expectation and fear, was being revealed as it was.

As she opened the front door, the chilly dawn air greeted her. Before she knew it, autumn had passed and early winter was approaching. The white breath coming from her mouth made her realize that fact. Im Ha-yoon adjusted her collar and slowly moved her feet.

As she walked out of the apartment complex, her head was filled with complicated thoughts. Her steps were heavy, but a corner of her heart still held Park Joon-ho’s warm body temperature. That warmth comforted and tormented her at the same time.

,Is this really the right thing to do… How long will I have to live like this…’

She let out a deep sigh. The cold air penetrated deep into her lungs. It was like a cold warning, as if telling her to face reality.

As Im Ha-yoon was walking through the apartment complex, she heard a familiar voice and stopped and turned around. Lee Han was smiling at her, and she felt a strange sense of familiarity and discomfort at the same time.

“Hello, Detective-nim. Coming here like this from the morning…” At Lee Han’s words, Im Ha-yoon’s heart seemed to sink. She bit her lip slightly and replied in a calm voice. “Ah, I just… stopped by on my way to work. It’s nothing.”

Lee Han nodded and took a step towards Im Ha-yoon, and a low voice flowed from his mouth. “Last night, I asked the resident I mentioned last time for their opinion. The reaction was more positive than I thought.” With these words, a hot heat and a strange scent emanated from Lee Han’s body, and the scent was like recalling the memories of last night with Park Joon-ho.

Im Ha-yoon felt her cheeks turning red and quickly tried to shake off the thought. “Oh, really? That’s a relief.” Her voice trembled slightly, but she soon tried to regain her composure and asked. “Then when can I see that person? I want to hear the story directly.”

Lee Han tilted his head slightly and replied. “First, I’ll check one more time and contact you. I think they’re being cautious because it’s a sensitive matter.” At his words, Im Ha-yoon bowed her head to express her gratitude, and Lee Han waved his hand as if it were nothing. “Don’t mention it. It’s something I should do. I hope it can be of some help to Detective-nim’s investigation.”

After the two finished talking, Im Ha-yoon slowly moved her feet. In her heart, anticipation and anxiety were wriggling at the same time. Hope that she might be able to grasp a clue to the case was rising, while the familiarity she felt from Lee Han’s scent and the fact that he knew about her morning visit made her uncomfortable.

,Something’s wrong…’ Im Ha-yoon frowned and fell into thought. But she soon put that thought aside and decided to focus on today’s work. Her steps as she walked out of the apartment complex were filled with complex emotions. With expectation, anxiety, and guilt mixed together, Im Ha-yoon headed to work.

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The bedroom was filled with hot heat. The traces of the intense lovemaking that had just taken place were clearly revealed. The sheets on the bed were completely pushed to one side, and the blanket was on the floor. Dark stains were clear in various places on the white sheet. It was a trace created by a mixture of sweat and bodily fluids.

The room was filled with the sound of Kim Eun-joo sucking and licking Lee Han’s penis. The sound was rhythmic and moist. Lee Han was lying on the bed with his back to the bed, and Kim Eun-joo was sitting between his legs. Kim Eun-joo’s head was moving busily up and down on Lee Han’s lower abdomen.

Her long hair was tickling Lee Han’s thighs, and Lee Han’s fingers were intertwined in her hair. Kim Eun-joo’s cheeks were sunken as she was deeply engrossed, and her lips were enveloping Lee Han’s penis.

Kim Eun-joo’s tongue was licking the tip of Lee Han’s penis, and her mouth was moving up and down rhythmically, giving Lee Han pleasure.

Lee Han’s breathing gradually quickened, and his entire body began to stiffen with tension. As the thigh muscles tightened, his hand grabbed Kim Eun-joo’s head even more strongly. A low, deep groan escaped from his mouth.

Kim Eun-joo was having trouble breathing, but she moved even more passionately as if not to miss that moment. The rhythm created by her lips and tongue reached its peak, and Lee Han’s body arched like a bow.

Lee Han’s body suddenly stiffened and began to convulse. Kim Eun-joo felt a sudden pressure in her mouth and a hot, thick liquid flowing down. She was not surprised and slowly accepted it.

Lee Han’s bodily fluids passed over her tongue and into her throat. A salty and slightly bitter taste spread in Kim Eun-joo’s mouth. She felt like she was suffocating, but she maintained as much composure as possible and shared the moment.

Kim Eun-joo closed her lips tightly as if not to miss even Lee Han’s last drop. Her cheeks swelled up for a moment with his bodily fluids and then slowly subsided.

The eyes of the two met, and in them were satisfaction and a desire that had not yet cooled down.

Lee Han took a seat between Kim Eun-joo’s legs. As his hardened penis touched Kim Eun-joo’s private parts, she felt a thrill all over her body in anticipation. Lee Han slowly entered Kim Eun-joo, and in the process, Kim Eun-joo felt ecstasy along with an increasing sense of fulfillment.

Lee Han’s movements were slow and deliberate. He slowly created a rhythm as if to tease Kim Eun-joo. Kim Eun-joo gasped for breath at the increasing pleasure. Kim Eun-joo grabbed the bed sheets and looked at Lee Han with longing, but Lee Han still did not rush.

Kim Eun-joo bit her lip and desperately held back her voice. Her whole body reacted sensitively to Lee Han’s movements and became increasingly hot. Her skin flushed red, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead and nape. Her waist began to ride the rhythm unconsciously, but Lee Han still maintained a slow pace. Kim Eun-joo’s fingers dug into Lee Han’s back, and her legs wrapped around his waist.

Kim Eun-joo, who was falling into an increasingly deep vortex of pleasure, gasped for breath. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and all her senses became sensitive. As Lee Han’s movements gradually quickened, Kim Eun-joo’s patience began to crumble.

Pleasure surged as if the suppressed emotions had burst. Kim Eun-joo could no longer hold back and let out a low moan. Her body arched like a bow, and her waist moved violently in time with Lee Han’s rhythm.

Kim Eun-joo gasped for breath and wrapped Lee Han’s face with both hands. Her eyes were filled with desire and affection.

“Please kiss me…” she whispered.

Lee Han smiled and pressed his lips to hers. Their tongues intertwined and they shared a deep, hot kiss.

The hands of the two people held each other. Their fingers interlocked and became more firmly connected. Lee Han’s movements became deeper, and Kim Eun-joo trembled at the sensation.

“Ah… Lee Han-ssi… I’m about to…” Kim Eun-joo’s voice trembled.

Kim Eun-joo, who had reached her climax, hugged Lee Han tightly. Her legs wrapped around Lee Han’s waist, and her fingernails dug into his back.

“Eun-joo-ssi… together…” Lee Han whispered lowly.

Kim Eun-joo felt Lee Han’s hot heat inside her. At that moment, her whole body trembled as if convulsing, and her vision turned white.

“Ah… Lee Han-ssi… I love you…” Kim Eun-joo said tearfully at the moment of climax.

Kim Eun-joo felt chills spreading throughout her body. Her inner walls contracted rhythmically and hugged Lee Han even more strongly. A wave of climax washed over her, and at that moment she felt Lee Han’s body stiffen.

Lee Han’s penis began to throb in her deepest place. Kim Eun-joo took a deep breath at the sensation of the hot, thick liquid filling her inside. She accepted everything from Lee Han and felt her climax intensify even more.

With the bodies of the two intertwined as one, Kim Eun-joo felt Lee Han’s heartbeat and rough breathing with her whole body. As their body temperatures mixed, Kim Eun-joo was enveloped in a complete sense of fulfillment.

The two people lying on the bed enjoying the afterglow looked peaceful. Lee Han slid his fingers along Kim Eun-joo’s soft curves and looked at her. A subtle hint of jealousy flashed through his eyes along with curiosity.

“How’s your relationship with Hyun-woo-ssi?” Lee Han asked. His voice was soft, but you could sense the tension hidden within.

Kim Eun-joo seemed to hesitate for a moment. She carefully stroked Lee Han’s broad chest and replied. Her touch contained both affection and apology. “Hyun-woo still loves me. That person is… a really good husband.”

Lee Han’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. He looked straight into Kim Eun-joo’s eyes and asked again. “Do you still love him too, Eun-joo-ssi?” His voice was mixed with anxiety and expectation.

Kim Eun-joo slowly fiddled with the wedding ring on the ring finger of her left hand. Complex emotions flashed across her eyes. After a moment of silence, she replied. “Yes… I still love him. Hyun-woo is an important part of my life.”

Lee Han listened to her answer and fell into thought for a moment. Then he smiled contentedly and asked again. His eyes carefully watched Kim Eun-joo’s reaction. “What about me? Do you love me too?”

Kim Eun-joo’s cheeks turned red. She buried her face in Lee Han’s firm chest and whispered in a shy voice. Her lips touched Lee Han’s skin slightly and said. “I love Lee Han-ssi too… It’s different, but equally precious.” Her voice was sincere.

Lee Han smiled softly and gently touched Kim Eun-joo’s stomach. His touch was cautious but full of anticipation. “Is there any news yet?” His voice was filled with curiosity and excitement.

Kim Eun-joo raised her head and looked at Lee Han. Her eyes were full of anticipation. “I think there will be good news soon.” A faint smile spread across her lips.

Lee Han kissed Kim Eun-joo’s lips softly and said. His voice was low and serious. “Still, we have to cherish Jin-woo.”

“Of course we should.” Kim Eun-joo replied and hugged Lee Han again. Her arms wrapped around Lee Han’s neck.

The two looked into each other’s eyes and slowly pressed their lips together. Their kiss grew deeper and their breaths became rougher. Kim Eun-joo’s fingers dug into Lee Han’s hair, and Lee Han’s hand slowly went down Kim Eun-joo’s back.

The bedroom was once again filled with hot heat. The bodies of the two became close to each other, and their breathing became faster and faster. Their movements, mixed with desire and affection, became more and more intense, and the room began to be filled with their passion once again.